Young White Horse: The Poison Sword Master of the Wen Family, Shocking the Apocalypse

"Since Mr. Li has said so, it all depends on my heart!"

Hearing Li Changsheng's lazy voice, Wen Yanzhao raised his head and responded.

Baili Dongjun, Ye Dingzhi and the other three behind him felt relieved when they saw Wen Yanzhao coming.

Baili Dongjun closed his eyes tightly and shouted, "Cousin, why did you come just now?"

Wen Yanzhao raised his sword-like eyebrows: "It's embarrassing to say that I was trapped in the middle of the street for half an hour by his Qimen Dunjia. I had to destroy the street to escape!"

Hearing this, Wang Yixing, who had just been knocked away by Zhuge Wucai's palm, pushed himself up from the ground with one hand.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "Young Master Wen, be careful. This man is no small matter. Even with your Fuyao realm cultivation, it will be difficult to defeat him!"

"Hmm??? Who said I'm still in the Fuyao realm? Go on!"

Without even turning his head, Wen Yanzhao took out a small purple gold gourd with the word "Wen" engraved on it from his arms and threw it back to Wang Yixing.

"what is this?"

Wang Yixing reached out to take it, looked at the small purple gold gourd in his hand and asked.

"That's the Wen family's magical healing medicine. There should be a few pills left in it. Feed one to my cousin, take one yourself, and leave the rest to me!"

Wen Yanzhao slowly pulled out the Chengying Sword from the storage space. Under the moonlight, the sword was hazy like smoke.

Zhuge Wucai stared at Wen Yanzhao, and was puzzled when he saw him pull out that strange sword out of thin air:

"Could it be that this kid also knows the art of Qimen Dunjia?"

Wen Yanzhao saw Zhuge Wucai standing there in a daze, not seeing Zhuge Wuzuo, so he asked:

"Aren't you two Wuzuo Shuangzun a pair of twins? Where is your brother?"

Zhuge Wucai's mouth twitched slightly and his voice was gloomy: "Why would it take two people to kill you?"

Just after saying this, Zhuge Wucai's figure shook and disappeared on the spot. The place where he just stood immediately showed the same Tai Chi Bagua formation as the last time!

"Master Wen, be careful, his Qimen Dunjia field has been deployed!"

Wang Yihang, who was meditating and healing behind him, saw Zhuge Wucai disappear from the spot and quickly reminded him.

"Oh, no problem, take a look at my advanced version of Poisonous Roar Hundred Miles!"

Wen Yanzhao spoke with disdain. At this moment, his eyes sparkled, and the shadow in his hand was pulled by his breath and stood behind him.

Then, with Dantian as the center, a black smoke as dark as ink rose up from the body!

The black smoke seemed to have life, growing thicker and thicker. Yin Luoxia looked up and saw that the black smoke seemed to have substance.

She was a little curious and jokingly asked, "Bai Li Dong Jun, was your cousin a charcoal burner before?"

Baili Dongjun was adjusting the meridians in his body to regulate the flow of Qi. When he heard Yin Luoxia's words, he almost couldn't help laughing out loud:

"He...he's not a charcoal burner, he's a snake charmer!"

When Wen Yanzhao heard the two people behind him making fun of him, he cursed in his heart: "You are still flirting!"

Then he waved his arms, and the thick black fog circled like two black dragons, searching the open space of more than ten feet in front of him!

When the poisonous fog was retracted, a human figure suddenly appeared less than ten feet in front of Wen Yanzhao!

"Wen family boy, what a poisonous skill!"

The figure was none other than Zhuge Wucai. He had just inhaled a wisp of the poisonous mist when he suddenly felt his limbs become numb.

Fortunately, he acted quickly and used the Qimen Dunjia to transfer the poisonous fog to another space.

Then, relying on his decades of deep internal strength, he bit the tip of his tongue to force out all the toxins trapped in his internal organs!

Zhuge Wucai completed all this in a matter of moments, and then he shouted:

"But do you have the ability to save them from me?" As soon as he said this, he struck out with a palm!

The target of the surging palm wind was not Wen Yanzhao, but Baili Dongjun and Ye Dingzhi behind him!

"Be careful, cousin!"

The palm wind was so fast that Wen Yanzhao had to raise his hand and use a selfless sword energy to try to disperse the palm wind!

Wuwo's ​​sword energy and palm wind collided in the air, and with a "pop" sound, wild true energy burst out, shattering everything on both sides of the street!

Although most of the power of the palm wind had been offset by the sword energy hastily released by Wen Yanzhao, the residual power was still there and would hit Ye Dingzhi and Baili Dongjun in a moment!

"Damn it!"

Wen Yanzhao let out a low roar, it was too late to rescue, so he had to send two balls of black mist to attack Zhuge Wucai who had just appeared!

Zhuge Wucai sneered, and with a wave of his hand, the two balls of black mist strangely counterattacked back to Wen Yanzhao himself!

"Buzz!"

"boom!"

A huge golden-red statue that was several feet tall, like the angry Vajra of Tibetan Buddhism, offset the remaining power of Zhuge Wucai's palm with a single wave of its arm!

Wen Yanzhao looked closely and saw the statue formed by true energy covering Ye Dingzhi!

"What kind of skill is this?"

Wang Yixing's eyes widened. He had practiced martial arts for nearly twenty years, but had never seen such fierce and domineering external martial arts!

"Acalanatha Gong!"

Ye Dingzhi was already prepared when the palm wind came, fortunately Yin Luoxia had profound internal strength.

She took on the responsibility of draining the inner energy of Baili Dongjun alone, which allowed Ye Dingzhi to free himself and use the Acalanatha skill to resist Zhuge Wucai's palm force!

"That kid's Qimen Dunjia can change his position in space. If you attack him directly, it will be difficult to succeed!"

Ye Dingzhi stood motionless under the statue, turned around and reminded Wen Yanzhao.

"As expected of you, you are the envoy of the Demon Cult. I underestimated you! Put away your inner strength, protect Xiao Baili well, and leave this demon to me!"

After Wen Yanzhao finished speaking, he took all the black mist back into his body, gathered 10% of his internal strength in his arms, and then used the ruthless sword technique.

The Chengying Sword suspended in the air behind him suddenly shone brightly, transforming into thousands of ice sword blades that protected Baili Dongjun, Ye Dingzhi and four others!

"What a clever boy! Do you think you can stop me with this sword formation that leaves a trace of sword energy?"

Zhuge Wucai did not move his feet, but his body rushed towards Wen Yanzhao like a whirlwind, and he punched out dozens of palms with both hands!

Wen Yanzhao wielded the Chengying Sword with one hand and slashed out dozens of swords at the same time!

The palm wind was powerful and the sword energy was sharp. In an instant, the street was filled with flying rubble and gullies!

When the two were fighting in a stalemate, suddenly a figure exactly like Zhuge Wucai rushed over from a distance!

His eyes flashed with ferocity, and he pointed his hand at Wen Yanzhao and slapped him.

"die!"

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